Yeah... I'm still alive

I haven't done much emailing, blogging, flickring, or talking to anyone at all lately. Contrary to the evidence, I'm still alive. Outside of school and work- I have no life. I haven't even seen my friends at school lately. Kinda becoming the phantom again. Pale, dark circles around eyes, ghosting about in dark corners. But I'm not as bad as I used to be. Not doing anything self destructive... much.
I miss my friends. Life has been kind of dry as of late. School, work, homework, sleep. Nothing really worth getting excited about. If I had anything to say, I'd blog about it, but because I currently have no purpose, there's nothing to talk about.
Adios

Insomnia...

Oh cool... Rhianna has a song called "Disturbia", but you could totally replace it with the word "Insomnia". I usually sleep really well, but I'm really sick so I'm out of whack.
I have a paper due today and a presentation due. Thank goodness I got all my homework done yesterday. My presentations gonna be great. I'll be up in front of everybody with a red, sniffly nose going, "angd ober heya, we have da fabshiown ub da ninetween thoudays". It's gonna suck. At least have the class is sick anyway so, who give a darn. (my minnesotan showing through.)
I guess I should return the Tshirt I borrowed from somebody today... dang, I like this shirt...
My lungs hurt, my body hurts, I'm cold and I just feel bad. I really hope I perk up. I'm debating if I should (A) make coffee and attempt to function, or (B) try to go back to sleep.
I think I'll go with (A) because I really dread trying to sleep when I'm sick. It never works out very well. At least I wont be rushed to get out the door this morning- I have two and a half hours to get all my stuff done before I have to leave.
Breakfast might be a good idea...

Lah, de dah!

Yes... I will type randomness... and you're gonna like it! It's one of those "one word" things.
where is your cell phone? book bag
your hair? - ponytail
your father? - working
your mother? studying
your favorite thing? - um....
your dream last night? -strange
your favorite drink? -coffee
your dream/goal? - happiness
the room you are in? living room
your fear? - nightmares
where do you want to be in 6 years? - happy
muffins? - blueberry
one of your wish list items? - motorcycle
where you grew up? - arctic
the last thing you did? - stuff
what are you wearing? - clothes
your tv? - shiny
your pets? - numerous
your computer? - sucks
your life? - roller coaster
your mood? - buzzed
missing someone? - yeah
your car? - blue
favorite store? - Hot Topic
your summer? - warm
your favorite color? - green
when is the last time you laughed? - today
last time you cried? - can't
three people who email me? - Sarah, Fran, Alexis
three of my favorite foods? - Pizza, chocolate, stuffing
three places I would rather be right now? With my favorite person, Bahamas, Italy

Canning Jars and Mice

So, canning jars. The ones we use to can stuff are the Kerr brand mason jars. I was listening to Sara Bareillis' song "Bottle it Up" and there's a line that goes, "Babe, I know that it's your soul but could you bottle it up?". It made me think... If a soul was something that could be caught, they'd probably be kept in glass mason jars. Think fireflies- a soul would be like a bright, luminescent something that could be put in those pretty, blue tinged mason jars with a piece of cheesecloth over the top, held down with a blue rubber band that came off a bunch of asparagus. I'm thinking about this way too much.
The other thing I was thinking about was, what do mice think? The furry little critters scamper about, indoors and out, just spying on humans. They'll go play outside and eat grain then come inside and munch on people food. Do you really think the whole time, they're just minding their own business, not paying any attention to what people do?!? No,no,no... I'm sure they're quite entertained by the human's odd antics. They probably sit in the dark corners, munching on sunflower seeds and watching people to pass the time. So next time you see a mouse- just think about it.

coffeecoffeecoffeecoffee

Yes, I drank 6 cups of coffee this morning. But really, drinking that much coffee and listening to dance music makes me do better at homework. It keeps me awake anyway. I'm going to put up a link of my flickr on here, so I can find it when I'm not on my computer. For some reason, I can never find my page unless I'm logged on. Hum... http://www.flickr.com/photos/27205812@N07/
there we go

Anyway, I trying to keep my head in one piece today.I feel uber stressed. I have assignments I need to get done and I feel so blah. I've been kind of weird sick. I'm always tired and have really bad headaches. Hooray for Ibuprofen. Hope I feel fine tomorrow. I don't want to be in class and fall asleep while my teacher is giving a lecture about the ethics of lemurs. (Do lemurs have ethics?)
Other than being under the influence of too much coffee and freaking out about my homework, life is okay. No tragedies (but no triumphs either) and nothing really horrible has happened. Maybe once I get everything I need to get done today, I'll listen to some Jack Johnson and read Crime and Punishment. I WILL fall asleep.

I'm in a good mood, so sue me

A blog post where I won't complain about how much life sucks! (shocking!)
Well, even I'm happy sometimes. :) So anyway, I'm listening to apocalyptica right now. There is nothing more awesome than a metal band that uses cellos. It's all pretty good, but their song "I don't care" is positively amazing. I could listen to it all day. It's hard to type and bang my head at the same time. Plus my hair is getting in my eyes. Typing....blindly...!
Frick, now I'm listening to Taylor Swift. I don't think anybody hates her. There are people who not like her, but I don't think anyone has a deep rooted hate for her. Just my opinion.
Hey, it's not even noon and I have finished most of my homework. Yay!
I need to remove my nail polish- it's really chipped off. So it looks pretty bad. I need to let my nails have a rest from polish anyway. I use it so my, that my nails start getting dry and sad after a while. Oh, something cool: I was messing with the camera we've had for the past two or so years. I was looking at the settings for my digital photography class and I discovered that the camera has a black and white and sepia settings! That is so awesome! So, more interesting pictures will eventually find their way onto my flickr page.
Well, I should go finish the aforementioned homework....

So, if you listen to music too loudly, will your brain explode?

One of life's biggest mysteries. It would be a great way to die anyway. :)
I've got some homework I still have to do for the week, but I should have it done in good time- want to have everything done by Monday, so I can go have fun without thinking about work I haven't done. If I don't get stuff like homework done as soon as possible, I spend every waking moment stressing about it. A good way to unstress is to knit while listening to music. I can't knit in around people anymore though... makes me self conscious. I guess my knitting method is simply fascinating. I'm such an odd little critter, I should just be sent to some laboratory so "they" can do testing on me. I'd benefit the greater good wouldn't I? Anyway, back to knitting. I love to knit uber easy scarves... it's just happily mind numbing. I'll be sad when the scarf I'm working on is done. I think I'm going to ask people what color scarf they want and just be the crazy scarf knitter. My scarves get super long. Think in the range of 8 to 12 feet. Depending on how much they stretch out.
So, Thursday I had a self defense class. I went psycho beating the stuffing out of a punching pad thing. Forgot that 3 years ago I slipped on some ice and jammed my right shoulder. It doesn't bother me except very occasionally in cold weather it will ache. Well, I was punching things way too hard the other day; my shoulder is killing me right now. Feels like someone took the spiky end of a meat tenderizer and beat my shoulder with it. I hope it feels better by Tuesday so it functions properly for my next self defense class.
Hmm... I have a lot of reading to do. Some American lit assignments, a chapter in ethics, a chapter in mythology.... and eventually I want to finish Crime and Punishment. I'm about two thirds of the way through it right now. Oh, Raskolnykov, what is to become of you?
Want to get a painting of mine framed. I do have to touch it up a little bit more though. It's the only painting I've ever done that I like. Even my family thinks it's good and frame worthy. Shocking. So, maybe I'll bring it with me on Tuesday, and I'll get it framed at the local craft store. Then I can take down that hideous drawing of mine that I did 5 years ago that got grand champion at the local fair and replace it with my painting. It's like a form of self torture to look at that thing every day. I hate, hate my "art". But... I think thats a good thing. You have to have at least a little self hate to be a real artist. Really, art is a part of somebody, and if you don't hate that part of you, you won't strive to improve yourself and your art. My screwball philosophy.
Jeeze, this post is awfully long. I guess I can just write about my insignificant nothings all day. Anyhoo... if anyone who reads this doesn't live in the frozen hell called "Minnesota" let me enlighten you on how our climate has been the past few days. 40 below zero with a wind chill. I kid you not. Only Scandinavians would be stupid enough to volunteer to live around here. Generations of people who have gone through life with their brains frozen. So yes, I'm going to live somewhere where I can plant tomatoes in January. The only things I can grow are cacti, tomatoes and marigolds. It's a good thing I like tomatoes.